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We are all unique in character, feelings and needs ... grieving is no exception. Always remember to look after yourself, you have lost someone special to you. Life will never be the same, but life goes on. It's always harder for those who are left behind! We have to continue in the land of the living while holding on to the memories of the people we have lost. Never give up, they may not be walking beside you but they will always be in your heart 💜 💜 Lissie x
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    Happy Halloween 🎃 👻👻👻👻 On days that should bring people together and laughter heard, I always use to feel sad and a little guilty if I found myself smiling. However I don`t feel that way now once I realised that Steve wouldn`t want his family to hide away and be sad. he would prefer us to go out there, engage in the celebrations and have fun!. So now we get involved, laugh and have lots of fun. I found myself walking round Tescos this evening with Jigsaw from "Saw" aka my daughter. She certainly turned a few heads lol. It was great to see people notice. So don`t feel guilty about having fun, I know your angel will be joining in with you and will be so happy you are laughing and having some fun too. I hope you all had a wonderfully spooky Halloween 🎃 Lissie xx
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Bereavement We will all go through a bereavement at some point in our lives and this will effect us in many different ways.  Some of us will cope better than others, it`s all down to our character.   As it was a bereavement that started off my writing journey, I know how much poetry can help in these times of deep emotion.   The loss of a loved one or best friend can really knock us over. Major events around the world or wars or even the loss of our job can effect us too.  It`s how we cope with this, that will help us to rebuild ourselves and move on. We are like pressure cookers, building up steam,  if the pressure is not released... there`s an explosion.  Emotion is the same for us at these sad times.  We also need to release some pressure. Writing down how we feel as a wonderful way to let off some of the pressure.   It doesn`t have to rhyme, or make sense to others, whats important is, that it help you, the writer....
Update I have been talking to a lot of people to try and find a place where we can hold meetings. These will be small meeting so that people will feel more confident to open up.  Talking about losing someone is a very personal thing and must be treated with care. Everyone copes in different ways and therefore move on in their own time.  I want to help people in ways that is personal to them, listening to what their needs are and working out the best way to support them while they are vulnerable and lonely. If you would like to get involved or have any ideas that would help, please feel free to comment. As I am based in Bristol, I thought we could start here and then if it takes off and others feel they can help.  we could expand to others areas. I`m very excited about this support group and if I can help someone who is or has gone through what I went through,  I will know I have achieved what I came to do. Many thanks for all your support Lis...
Healing Words I am looking out for a place where people can come together. Where we can share a coffee and chat. Explore our experiences and emotions. Find someone who doesn't judge as they understand the things others have been going through. Bereavement is person ... everyone copes in different ways personal to themselves. There is no time limit, patience is whats always needed ! If you feel meeting over a coffee, would help, please feel free to message me. Not in the area, not a problem ... happy to share a virtual coffee over the ☕🍰🍪 I look forward to hearing from you Lissie x 
Healing Words After losing my husband to cancer nearly ten years ago, I found I couldn't talk to anyone, I froze and turned in on myself. However, I was lucky enough to meet someone who felt that maybe writing down my emotions and feelings would help me to cope with the bereavement and let me open up and express myself. So I took up my pen and started writing, all my emotions, feelings, my anger, my regrets and me fears for the future. Through all this, I began to see some l ight at the end of the tunnel, a sort of salvation. My poetry grew as I started to feel a little more confident. Over the next few years, I was able to smile again, even laugh. I was also able to help my children, understand what they were going through and start to be a mother again. As poetry helped me and my family, I would love to help others who have been through or are going through the same experiences, emotions and deep sorrow. Let them find the joy of expression through the w...